time doth flit; oh shit. - February 9th, 2017

About February 9th, 2017

08:42 am
kā es iemācīšos komandas darbu - rakstot vienu skriptu ar Lindu un diviem spāņiem (galīcišiem), kuri nerunā angliski.

08:24 pm
“But there we are again,” she said. “You see? I don’t know what ‘mature’ means, either, and you could talk all night and I still wouldn’t know. It’s all just words to me, Frank. I watch you talking and I think: Isn’t that amazing? He really does think that way; these words really do mean something to him. Sometimes it seems I’ve been watching people talk and thinking that all my life”

Revolutionary road droši vien sabojāja man lasīšanu uz kādu laiku. Tagad man atkal ir ekspektācijas. -_-
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